Soft Lips Poem by Susie Queue
Soft Lips
On my forehead a kiss
On my breast his caress
But what most I miss
Is the warmth of his breath
On the nape of my neck
As he holds me real close
Loving me kissing me
Is what I love the most
Our bodies get hotter
As he undoes my clasp
His belt and my buttons
Without losing his grasp
Of his hold ‘round my waist
And I swoon in the bliss
Of love he gives freely
Starting with that first kiss
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